ROBERT SCOTT McCORMACK, IIDecember 8, 1987 - April 28, 2013

Robert Scott (Bobby) McCormack, II

I’m FreeDon’t grieve for me, for now I’m free To follow the path God made for me. I took his hand when I heard Him call. I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day To love, to laugh, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way For I found peace at last, that day If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembering joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Oh yes, these things I too will miss. My wish for you is the hope of tomorrow. My life’s been full, I’ve savored much, Good friends, good times, A loved one’s touch Perhaps my time seemed much too brief, Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief Lift up your heart and share with me, God wants me now --- He’s set me free.

The following was written by Bobby's father, Scott, for presentationat his funeral by Pastor Lee Payne at the McGilly Antioch Chapel

Bobby and Scott

Bobby was always such a sweet and loving son! When he came into our lives he brought with him new purpose for our lives. We dedicated our lives to one goal; to make his life as full and rich with as many of life’s joys and experiences as we could afford and - sometimes more. He learned to ice skate, he earned 5 belts in Karate, he rode bicycle motor cross and learned scuba diving. We bought dirt bikes and taught him to ride. He quickly learned how to ride better than his dad. We rode them on the trails and tracks all over – from the Chadwick, Missouri trails to Silverton, Colorado mountains and to Piute ATV trails in Utah.Once while riding in Silverton, after riding for four hours in the rain, sleet, and hail; up Engineers Pass in the mountains, we came to the top, above the clouds, at 13,218 ft. He pulled up next to me and said, while shivering from the cold, as was I; “Dad, what’s the symptoms of Hypothermia?” I looked at him as I brushed off the hail from my seat and told him “cold nuts, blue lips and shivering”. Without missing a beat he said “I got it”. We got off the bikes and warmed each other in a long embrace. We took pictures of each other in the beautiful scenery and quickly rode down the mountain seeking the warmth of the lower altitudes.At the age of 16 I sent him to Motorcycle Safety Training School and bought him a ZZR 600 Kawasaki and I a ZZR 1200 Kawasaki. We rode everywhere! From Yellowstone to Indiana to see Uncle Mike; through Canada to Niagara Falls and watched fireworks over the falls, on To Coney Island and ate hotdogs.We watched fireworks from Liberty State Park in Jersey City, over Manhattan and the Statue of Liberty. We rode back through the outer bands of a Hurricane, raining harder than I had ever seen.He traveled the world with us. Scuba diving in Cozumel, Mexico; driving the Autobahn in Germany at 140 mph; visiting relatives and seeing sights from his mother’s home land. He spent 3 days with and his Oma and Opa in Amsterdam Netherlands experiencing the culture and beauty; from the Van Gogh Museum to a boat ride through the canals; and we drank wine together in Rüdesheim, Germany along the Rhine River.We told him we loved him every day of his life! And from the time he learned to say the words, he told us he loved us every day!He was always loving, caring and helpful to his mother and father and all of his friends. All of those that were lucky enough to know him, know that to be true.For the rest of our lives we will try to live up to his high standards, for loving and caring for family and the friends around us; hoping we can live up to his values.In body, “Son”, you will be missed by both of us. In memory “Son”, you will live forever!Because of you, we are not afraid of death; as we know we will once again be with you in the “Great Beyond”.Until then “Son”, gear up and we are going for one more ride.We Love You Dearly Son; Mom and Dad

Bobby's Travels Through Europe and the United States

Bobby's mom, Baerbel, was born and raised in Germany, so as a youngster and into his adult life, Bobby had the chance to see much of the area surrounding Germany, visiting his Grandmother (Oma) and Grandfather (Opa) and other family relatives. Traveling the countries in Europe are rather like going from state to state here in the United States. It was a great adventure as well as an education for Bobby.

He and his dad, Scott, traveled a lot here in the United States, as you can see by some of the pictures. They rode their motorcycles thousands of miles, back and forth across the country; east to west and north to south, taking in much of the country we never get around to visiting. Baerbel sometimes accompanied them in their SUV, bring changes of clothing, food, water, and whatever else you need on an adventure where to are stopping overnight.